Because, when the father wrapped his arms around the son, listened to his to every word as though the gospel's apochryphal text, I saw another boy, many years before, belittled, and silenced and humiliated.

True or not, this is almost at the level of the apochryphal rejection from a Japanese magazine where the editor declined because printing it would be so close to the ultimate expression on the topic that printing any other story after would be unnecesary.